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Zander texted me back immediately, and I smiled, settling on the bed to read his response.
Zander:Hey. I think a pavilion is a great idea. My crew is starting a job tomorrow in Spartanburg. I can stop by tomorrow around noon if you want to discuss the specs?
Me:That works. You could show me my property boundaries? I really want to run, but not in the house. Could you stay for lunch?
I took a chance with the question. Wouldn’t mind getting to know him, and lunch was informal.
Zander:I can, yeah.
Tell him about Sophie,Yael demanded.He will not be happy if he’s our mate and finds someone else here.
Me:I hired a First today. Sophie is from Colorado and used to be Dante’s personal assistant. She’s going to talk to people for me. I’m glad there are a lot of bedrooms in this house. I think I might be seeing a lot of my personal banker. Coleen seems to be interested in Sophie’s welfare.
Smooth,Yael thought.
Zander:I’ve met Coleen. I told her she’d meet a beautiful woman.
Me:I’m glad you were correct and hope they are happy together.
I left the bed then, checked on Jules, who was still sound asleep, and hurried to the kitchen. Coleen had brought me a ham, and I put it in the slow cooker on low. It would be ready in the morning and cool enough to eat by lunch.
Make bread,Yael thought.
Right.
My phone vibrated with another text, and I glanced at the screen.
Zander:I’m sorry about Ozzi. He’s an ass sometimes.
Ozzi?
The man introduced us to Zander after the fight,Yael thought.
Me:Don’t worry about Ozzi. He is always himself. I didn’t think anything about it because I was busy bleeding on you. I’m so sorry about that.
Zander:Would it be weird for me to say I didn’t mind? I know most people consider it gross. With my magic, though, It was nice to find someone whose blood didn’t tell me anything about them.
Oh, well, he was getting personal.
Killy, don’t fuck this up! Erebus is not our mate!Yael thought.
Me:Couldn’t imagine not being able to touch someone. Really glad my magic isn’t like that. Sex must be a bitch.
Killy! That’s too personal!Yael chastised.
Well, I want to know, dammit! You think he’s awesome, which may be true. I’m not giving up sex.
Relationships aren’t about sex,Yael argued.
There are plenty of people I don’t fuck, Yael.
My phone vibrated, and I concentrated on kneading the dough before I answered. Then, I sent Zander an apology and an image of the dough before covering it with a cloth.
Zander:I would like to know what it’s like to have sex without rubber gloves and a condom.
“Eww,” I muttered, and Yael decided to respond.
Me:We should find out.
